Brianna sat at the desk in her room with her laptop on. She was printing off the contact list she’d e-mailed herself the other night. It had been days since Zachary had thrown her out of his home but this was the first time she checked her e-mail. She just hadn’t felt like looking at it. Every time she sat down to look at it she could only think of the betrayed look in Zachary’s eyes and all she could hear was Eliza crying that she was leaving. She felt liked she had lost something.
Even though she felt bad, she knew she had to look at the contact list. She couldn’t forget it. She couldn’t have lost Zachary for anything. She had to write an article. So, six days after she had e-mailed the list to herself Brianna sat at her desk printing off Zachary’s client list. It was a long list, seve
